giant book of 5sos imagines

gentle - cth

Family business. You never get out of this shit. I am the daughter of the owner of the biggest underground boxing unit in New York. Since I'm the only girl here, I'm considered the most gentle. So, my job here is to clean up everyone's wounds and make them feel better. Everyone here is bigger than me and more intimidating I always have to stand on chairs and sit on counters to help. They look at me as if I'm the only women they'll ever see again. Calum doesn't talk like literally never mutters a word but he looks out for me. He is the only one I allow myself to sit on. When he is hurt I'll climb in his lap and do it that way. So many times I cleaned his busted lips with peroxide and I just wanted to kiss it better. He has kind eyes and I think he knows I fancy him but he is quiet and respectful unless he's in the ring. I watched him be pulled off of people so he wouldn't put someone in a hospital and I've watched him punch someone once and they were out cold. My dad calls him 'Silent Night' it's different but kinda sexy. One thing about my father and his boxers is they never help clean up so guess where I am after the last match, cleaning blood off the floor. I heard footsteps and flung my hair over my shoulder looking in the direction it was coming and out walked Calum. He was in athletic shorts, all black Nike shoes, and no shirt. He had a towel around his neck and a toothbrush in his mouth. He had to of showered, his hair was wet dripping down his shoulder. He watched me and looked around and walked back down the hall and that lump in my throat left. I went back to cleaning I was almost done with the floor till I heard the footsteps again. This time he had his bags and stuff in his hand, he dropped them and walked towards me and I didn't protest. He grabbed the mop and for the first time since we opened this place he spoke

"This isn't your job" he said calmly, his voice deep, rough, and with strict Australian accent. I opened my mouth in a bit of a shock but had a side smile.
"What?" He raised his eyebrows

"You never talk like ever, that's what! Now, tonight you are just vocal as can be"

"These people aren't worth talking to, I haven't spoken a word to your father either I think he is convinced I'm mute" he chuckled and I smiled crossing my arms.

"So, I'm worth talking to huh?" He started mopping what I hadn't yet

"If you weren't here I'd probably have put someone in critical condition by now, I'd never let any of these people touch me so my face would be fucked up, so of course I'm talking to you you aren't a giant asshole"
He continued mopping and I just smiled to myself

I uncrossed my arms and walked to pick up some trash left by the doors of the ring. Then I sparked another conversation just to hear him talk again.

"How's your lip?" He sat the mop in the bucket because he'd finished the floor and walked towards me and his bags.

"I think it's fine now but I don't know about my eyebrow though the stitch you put in was kind of damaged in the last match"

I rolled my eyes and pointed to down the hall and he knew where I was telling him to go. He sighed and walked and I followed.

"You boys can not be careful whatsoever"

He set in the chair that was in the corner and I fiddled in the huge care kit that's always open in case of emergencies. I had to butterfly stitch his eyebrow so it didn't bleed the day before and he messed it up in a fight. I pulled the little table over beside the chair so I could grab things quicker and I sat on his lap. I used tweezers to remove the other stuff in the way and patted it with peroxide. It didn't take long till I was done and he never gave me a hard time like everyone else.

"It's done" I basically whispered as I looked at it to make sure

"You wanna check my lip to make sure I didn't damage it" he brought to my attention

"Good idea, you know you are too rough out there, all of you are get hurt so easily"

"That's just boxing it's not supposed to be gentle and careful" he stated

"Yeah whatever" I brought my hands up and used my thumbs to pull down his bottom lip to see if the cut he made healed, he busted it by biting it to hard while holding someone down. It was closing but was leaving a tiny scar.

"Looks fine, keep it that way" I looked at him and before I could even think he put his lips to mine. His hands rested gently on my hips. He slipped his tongue in my mouth and I moaned into him. My hands were on his shoulders and I was so into this I didn't hear anyone behind us. I heard someone loudly clear their throat and I pulled away from Calum and looked at the doorway. My father stood in the doorway and I pushed myself off of him, and Calum got up like nothing happened and walked out of the room shooting my dad a smile before walking out. My dad watched him till he was out the door and then he turned back to me.

"So now you are kissing my most prized boxer?"

I rolled my eyes

"I was just cleaning up his cuts"

"With your tongue?" He teased

"You told me to be gentle with them and I'm just a bit more gentle with him"

"He's my top fighter don't have him off his A game because you wanna lock lips with a pretty boy"

"I won't dad"

"I just need everyone on top of things, okay? You already distract them being the only girl here, and I have to make sure you don't get hurt"

I nodded and smiled at him and grabbed my own belongings and left.